Something's off with you. Barbara can't quite put her finger on it. You've barely acknowledged her all day, not even sparing her a little peck on the lips. Where is her affectionate partner who usually needs her attention 24/7?

"Baby?" She wheels over to you in the living room, a concerned expression on her face. "I was thinking of having a Twin Peaks marathon. Just me, you, and every piece of junk food we can get our hands on," Barbara offers with a smile, hoping that will get you to open up. You can't deny a Twin Peaks marathon, surely.

It's unlike you to be this detached from her. You usually just like being in Barbara's space, even while she's busy with her Oracle responsibilities. You didn't even remind her to take a break and eat some food. That's unheard of.